What do you mean the games you make are all real?!

A sudden dizziness washed over Fang Qingzhou, and he felt as if his body had been stuffed into a washing machine, with acid churning in his stomach and rising to his throat.

He clenched his teeth and struggled for what seemed like an eternity—perhaps a few seconds, perhaps a few hours—before the nauseating dizziness finally subsided.

Soon Fang Qingzhou found himself sitting in a jeep, the vehicle quietly turned off and parked in a secluded gas station, while a torrential rain was falling outside.

[Welcome to the world of Resident Evil. You are currently a police officer who has just graduated from the police academy and is on your way to report to the Raccoon City Police Department.]

"So now I'm Lyon?"

Fang Qingzhou glanced at the rearview mirror. His handsome face was still reflected in the mirror, but after some minor adjustments, he looked even more handsome, and his hair was now parted in the middle.

Adding to the system's earlier mention of a newly graduated police officer, he almost immediately guessed his current identity.

Leon Kennedy, one of the most classic characters in the Resident Evil series, is the man affectionately known by players as "Steelback," "Leon the Three Lights," and "Vehicle Killer."

[Yes, the host's current identity is Leon Kennedy. Loading the Leon Kennedy template is now in progress.]

Before Fang Qingzhou could react, he felt a surge of memories flood his mind. It was an experience at the police academy where he learned to shoot and fight. The next moment, an attribute panel appeared in front of him, like a HUD interface in a game.

[Host: Fang Qingzhou (Lyon template loading)]

[Skills: Firearms Proficiency (Beginner), Basic Combat (Beginner)]

[Special Abilities: Steelback (Basic: Doubles resistance to damage, reduces pain) Li Sanguang (Basic: Available resources nearby will be slightly highlighted)]

[Protagonist Aura: As the protagonist, you won't become a zombie due to being bitten or scratched, and those around you will ignore whether your wounds will lead to infection.]

[Resurrection Coin: One]

Fang Qingzhou felt the memories in his mind. They were all pure training memories that forcibly taught him how to use firearms and basic combat.

He clenched his fist and found that his strength had increased. Not only that, he could also feel his eight-pack abs.

However, when he saw the titles "Steelback" and "Li Sanguang," he couldn't help but feel the urge to complain.

Unexpectedly, the system also knew about Leon's two nicknames and even turned them into special skills. Fortunately, it didn't add the most annoying nickname, "vehicle killer."

"System, can I take my current physical abilities back with me?" Fang Qingzhou asked.

Although it is still a young Bristleback, its physical attributes are still strong, at least much stronger than its previous unhealthy body.

[Upon returning to the original world, the host will fully inherit all of Leon's physical attributes and abilities.]

"That's alright, but why is there only one resurrection coin? Does that mean I can't enter this world after dying twice? Or does dying in the game world mean I'm really dead?" Fang Qingzhou asked again.

This was his biggest concern, as it concerned his life and fortune.

[Each resurrection coin costs ten million. The host company currently has ten million coins that can be converted into one resurrection coin. Although this is a game world, it is also a real world. Without resurrection coins, death is real death.]

[Please cherish your life, host, and earn as much money as possible to convert into resurrection coins.]

"Damn it!" Fang Qingzhou slammed his hand on the steering wheel, his expression incredibly interesting. It was the first time he had ever realized that his life was worth so much, actually worth ten million.

Moreover, this ten million was borrowed. If he were to die in this world, he would really be burdened with a debt of ten million.

But the most crucial question is whether two lives can allow one to survive in the perilous Raccoon City.

Although he had never played Resident Evil 2 in person, he had watched it once. This game involves encountering Tyrant and Licker. How was he supposed to fight it?

He silently apologized to his former boss who had run away. Luckily, this man had lent him ten million, which gave him two lives. Otherwise, with only one life, he probably wouldn't even know how he died if he came here.

But he couldn't help but complain furiously, why didn't they borrow more? Borrowing a few hundred million would give him a dozen or twenty extra lives, allowing him to roam freely like a Contra player with cheat codes!

"Only two lives... Who limits the number of deaths in a game?! It's impossible to beat this game!" Fang Qingzhou protested.

[The host does not need to complete the entire game in one go. Completing any plot milestone will allow for a brief return to the original world.]

[Upon your return, the system will automatically create a corresponding game level based on your experience and officially release it online.]

"So what constitutes a node?"

[The system will notify the host upon completion of the node. The system has detected that the host has entered the first story area. Please begin your actions as soon as possible.]

Fang Qingzhou took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. Things had come to this point, and there was no point in breaking down any further.

"Now I am Lyon, I am Bristleback, and I refuse to believe I can't survive in Raccoon City." With that, Fang Qingzhou pushed open the door of the jeep and got out.

The air at the gas station was filled with a faint smell of gasoline, mixed with some indescribable stench. Fang Qingzhou wrinkled his nose and looked around.

The gas station wasn't big, and there was a convenience store next to it. There was also a police car with its door open and lights on parked in front of the convenience store. Everything seemed normal.

However, it was so quiet around there; there were no staff members, no customers, only the pattering of raindrops on the ground.

He got out of the car and took two steps forward. He soon saw a large pool of blood on the ground, but before he could bend down to examine it closely...

Suddenly, the sound of breaking glass came from the convenience store next door, which startled him.

Fang Qingzhou knew there would definitely be zombies inside the convenience store, but he still swallowed hard and started walking forward.

After all, if he doesn't follow the plot, he might have to stay in this messed-up world for the rest of his life, and he doesn't want to stay here forever.

He reached out and gently pushed open the slightly ajar glass door of the convenience store. The store was dark inside, with no lights on, but there was a lit flashlight on the floor.

He picked up the flashlight and began to examine the convenience store. There was also a lot of blood on the floor.

Many items were lying on the ground on the surrounding shelves, suggesting a struggle had taken place there.

Fang Qingzhou continued walking forward and soon saw a fat man in a convenience store uniform sitting on the ground, one hand covering his neck, and a lot of blood was flowing down his neck.

"Hey, brother, are you alright..." Fang Qingzhou said, and at the same time, he immediately put his hand on his waist and pulled out the pistol from his body.

He knew very well that the person in front of him must have been bitten by a zombie and would likely turn into one soon.

"We need help inside..." the convenience store clerk said with difficulty, then pointed to a room further inside with his other finger.

But Fang Qingzhou kept his eyes glued to the convenience store clerk, while secretly pointing his gun at him.

The convenience store clerk's breathing grew weaker and weaker, and dark red blood kept seeping from between his fingers as he covered his neck, dripping onto the floor with a soft pattering sound. His face also turned ashen at a visible speed.

Fang Qingzhou ultimately did not fire the gun. Instead, he stepped aside and walked in the direction the waiter was pointing.

Just like he said before, he had never killed a chicken in his entire life.

If the convenience store clerk had already turned into a zombie, he might have been able to bring himself to shoot, but since he hadn't turned into a zombie yet, he didn't have that much courage to shoot.

After all, this is the real world, not a game.